"I am trying it on for size." He teased.
"And?"
"It suits you terribly well."
She smiled. Richard lay beside her, one arm tucked beneath his head, looking far too pleased with himself.
"You would be surprised the things a duchess are entitled to," he continued.
"Oh?"
Richard reached out and brushed his fingers lightly over her hair. "A duchess's life is almost as grand as a queen's."
"Well then," she said, lifting her chin with mock arrogance, "bring it on, Your Grace. This duchess likes to be spoiled."
Richard groaned. "I do hope by that you do not mean more books."
"If you would pick one up and read, you would find what makes it such a bliss."
"I read. I read a lot of estate reports."
"They do not count."
Richard smiled lazily. "I would rather watch my love story on your face than read love stories of others."
